Poem from my childhood
The Moo Cow Moo
By Edmund Vance Cook
My papa held me up to the Moo Cow Moo
So close I could almost touch,
And I fed her a couple of times or so,
And I wasn't a fraid-cat, much.
But if my papa goes in the house,
And my mamma she goes in too,
I keep still like a little mouse
For the Moo Cow Moo might Moo.
The Moo Cow's tail is a piece of rope
All raveled out where it grows;
And it's just like feeling a piece of soap
All over the Moo Cow's nose.
And the Moo Cow Moo has lots of fun
Just switching her tail about,
But if she opens her mouth, why then I run,
For that's where the Moo comes out.
The Moo Cow Moo has deers on her head,
And her eyes stick out of their place,
And the nose of the Moo Cow Moo is spread
All over the Moo Cow's face.
And her feet are nothing but fingernails,
And her mamma don't keep them cut,
And she gives folks milk in water pails,
When she don't keep her handles shut.
But if you or I pull her handles, why
The Moo Cow Moo says it hurts,
But the hired man sits down close by
And squirts, and squirts, and squirts.
By Edmund Vance Cook
My papa held me up to the Moo Cow Moo
So close I could almost touch,
And I fed her a couple of times or so,
And I wasn't a fraid-cat, much.
But if my papa goes in the house,
And my mamma she goes in too,
I keep still like a little mouse
For the Moo Cow Moo might Moo.
The Moo Cow's tail is a piece of rope
All raveled out where it grows;
And it's just like feeling a piece of soap
All over the Moo Cow's nose.
And the Moo Cow Moo has lots of fun
Just switching her tail about,
But if she opens her mouth, why then I run,
For that's where the Moo comes out.
The Moo Cow Moo has deers on her head,
And her eyes stick out of their place,
And the nose of the Moo Cow Moo is spread
All over the Moo Cow's face.
And her feet are nothing but fingernails,
And her mamma don't keep them cut,
And she gives folks milk in water pails,
When she don't keep her handles shut.
But if you or I pull her handles, why
The Moo Cow Moo says it hurts,
But the hired man sits down close by
And squirts, and squirts, and squirts.
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WOW !! Great.
Starkle starkle little twink - who the hell you are I think??
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little miss muffit set on a tuffet eating her curds and wey , and said what the he-- am i doung this for 0
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